The Last Ride Chords by Hank Snow

Tempo:
95.2 bpm
Chords used:

Ab

Eb

Db

Bb

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Hank Snow / The Last Ride chords
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[Ab]
In the dark city yards of the Santa Fe stood a freight made up [Eb] for the East,
and the engineer with his oil and waste was grooming the great [Ab] iron beast.
While ten cars back in the murky dust, a boxcar [Db] door swung wide,
[Eb] and a hobo lifted his pile of boar to start on his [Ab] last long ride.
A [Db] lantern swung and the freight pulled out, the engine it [Ab] gathered speed.
[Db] The engineer pulled the throttle [Bb] wide and clucked to his [Eb] fiery steed.
[Ab] Ten cars back in the empty box, the hobo rolled a pill.
The flare of the match showed his partner's face stark white and [Ab] deathly still.
As the train wheels clicked on the coupling joints, a song full the [Db] ramblers' ear.
[Eb] The hobo talked to the still white form, his pal for [Ab] many years.
For a mighty long time we've rambled, [Db] Jack, with the luck of men that roam,
[Ab] with the back door steps for a dining room [Eb] and a boxcar for a home.
We dodged the bulls on the eastern [Db] round and the cops on the Chesapeake.
[Ab] We traveled the [Eb] Leadville narrow gauge [Ab] in the days of Cripple Creek.
We drifted down through Sunny Cow [Db] on the rails of the old S.P.
[Ab] And of all you had through good and [Eb] bad, a half always belonged to me.
[Ab] You made me promise to you, [Db] Jack, if I lived and you cashed in,
[Ab] to take you [Eb] back to the old churchyard [Ab] and bury you there with your kin.
You seemed to know I would keep my [Db] word, for you said that I was wife.
[Ab] Well, I'm keeping my promise to you, [F] pal, because I'm taking you home tonight.
[Ab] I hadn't the money to send you there, [Db] so I'm taking you back on the fly.
[Ab] It's the decent [Eb] way for a boat to go, [Ab] home to the by and by.
I knew that fever had you, Jack, and that [Db] doctor just wouldn't come.
He was too [Ab] busy treating the wealthy folks [Eb] to doctor a worn [Ab]-out bum.
As the train rolled over, it's a ribbons of steel, straight through to the east it [Eb] spanned.
The engineer in his high-cab seat kept his eye on the rails ahead.
While ten cars back in the empty box, the lonely hobo [Db] sighed.
For the [Eb] days of old in his house, the cold was taking his [Ab] last long ride.
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Ab
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Eb
12341116
Db
12341114
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
Db
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To learn Hank Snow - The Last Ride chords, focus on the sequence of these chords: Eb, Db, Ab, Eb, Ab, Db and Eb. A strategic approach would be to train at 47 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 95. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: Eb Major.

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_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
In the dark city yards of the Santa Fe stood a freight made up [Eb] for the East,
and the engineer with his oil and waste was grooming the great [Ab] iron beast.
While ten cars back in the murky dust, a boxcar [Db] door swung wide,
[Eb] and a hobo lifted his pile of boar to start on his [Ab] last long ride.
A [Db] lantern swung and the freight pulled out, the engine it [Ab] gathered speed.
[Db] The engineer pulled the throttle [Bb] wide and clucked to his [Eb] fiery steed.
[Ab] Ten cars back in the empty box, the hobo rolled a pill.
The flare of the match showed his partner's face stark white and [Ab] deathly still.
As the train wheels clicked on the coupling joints, a song full the [Db] ramblers' ear.
[Eb] The hobo talked to the still white form, his pal for [Ab] many years.
For a mighty long time we've rambled, [Db] Jack, with the luck of men that roam,
[Ab] with the back door steps for a dining room [Eb] and a boxcar for a home.
_ We dodged the bulls on the eastern [Db] round and the cops on the Chesapeake.
[Ab] We traveled the [Eb] Leadville narrow gauge [Ab] in the days of Cripple Creek.
We drifted down through Sunny Cow [Db] on the rails of the old S.P.
[Ab] And of all you had through good and [Eb] bad, a half always belonged to me.
[Ab] You made me promise to you, [Db] Jack, if I lived and you cashed in,
[Ab] to take you [Eb] back to the old churchyard [Ab] and bury you there with your kin.
_ You seemed to know I would keep my [Db] word, for you said that I was wife.
[Ab] Well, I'm keeping my promise to you, [F] pal, because I'm taking you home tonight.
[Ab] I hadn't the money to send you there, [Db] so I'm taking you back on the fly.
[Ab] It's the decent [Eb] way for a boat to go, [Ab] home to the by and by.
I knew that fever had you, Jack, and that [Db] doctor just wouldn't come.
He was too [Ab] busy treating the wealthy folks [Eb] to doctor a worn [Ab]-out bum.
_ As the train rolled over, it's a ribbons of steel, straight through to the east it [Eb] spanned.
The engineer in his high-cab seat kept his eye on the rails ahead.
While ten cars back in the empty box, the lonely hobo [Db] sighed.
For the [Eb] days of old in his house, the cold was taking his [Ab] last long ride. _ _ _ _ _ _
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